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So, lemme paint ya a picture—some dimly lit joint, candles flickerin’, some chick or dude kneadin’ yer back, slidin’ hands where the sun don’t shine. Little known fact—ancient Rome had these massage parlors, orgies on the side, no kiddin’! They called ‘em *thermae*—fancy, huh? Gets me all riled up thinkin’ bout it—happy as a pig in mud! But then—bam!—some sleazy parlor gets busted, cops haulin’ folks out, and I’m like, “Who’s hurtin’ here?” Pisses me off—let folks enjoy their damn rub!

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Man, what a day! I’m a forester, right? So, I’m used to chillin’ in the woods, surrounded by trees and critters. But today? Oh boy, today was a whole different ball game. I found myself in Gero, Japan. Yeah, Gero! The hot spring town. You know, the place where you can soak your worries away? Well, I didn’t get to soak much.

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